The day Raven Harbour falls

The 53-year-old priest, Sean Simmons, felt extremely nervous this Sunday morning. The Mayor's secretary, Steve, had just informed him over the phone that the church would be demolished next week and urged him to leave, even though he had insisted multiple times that the Mayor had no right to make that decision.

Something strange has been happening in Raven Harbour in the last few months. He needed more time to investigate and determine whether it was actually something serious. It was a crucial moment, and if not necessary, he didn't want to leave this city and abandon the people here.

Sean decided to negotiate with the Mayor himself one more time.

"Good morning, Eric." He directly dialed the Mayor's cellphone number.

"Hah... Yes... The priest... Ah..." Gasps and moans of a middle age male came through. "Is it about the church? Oh, God... Sorry, I'm busy right now... Mm..." He added.

"What the... Hello?" Before the Mayor hung up the phone, Sean heard laughs and giggles of a girl. No... Girls. What's wrong with him? Sean wondered.

---

Eric Russel was lying on the floor of his own house when he dropped the phone, naked. Blood was slowly bleeding from a pair of puncture wounds on his neck. He could barely remember how he got himself in this situation, as he was focusing on the college girl who was sucking his dick hard. Her lips were cold, her tongue was flexible, and the sensation was so intense that he should've come 15 minutes earlier. Except he was compelled not to.

The Asian college girl, Akira, gently sat up, with her saliva still lingering on Eric's manhood. She let out a low moan, savoring the sweetness she extracted from this man. The pair of bloodied fangs in her mouth didn't frighten him anymore, but brought him only excitement. He desperately wished them piercing his flesh again, wished the vampire feeding on him again..

"You did well, Mr. Russel. Mistress would want me to reward you..." Akira crawled towards him with a lustful smile. She grabbed his huge erection, gave it a proper massage before finally aiming at her slit, and swallowed it with her cunt as she slammed down.

"Yes..." The penetration was so intoxicating that Akira let out a hiss. When she began to ride, each inch of the shaft coming back and forth exploded waves of pleasure up her spine.

"You should try this, Laura... Your dad is so good..." Akira whispered with her red eyes glistening a erotic light.

The other naked girl kneeling on the floor next to the duo, came forward the moment her heard her best friend's command, and looked at her father with expectation. Guided by Akira, Laura approached Eric's head and carefully sat on his face.

"Lick." Akira touched the man's chest and gave him another command.

Eric opened his mouth, reached out his tongue for his beloved daughter's clit, and began to treat it like a candy. And he found it as sweet as one, too. He worked faster with his tongue when his daughter's moans of pleasure started to fill the room, thrust harder with his dick when Akira's cunt sucked him deeper. All rational senses of his, ethics and moralities were shrouded by a red fog that consumed his mind. At this moment, he was not a mayor and he was not a father. He was just some primitive animal who knew nothing but sex.

Laura's body trembled as she leaned forward. Akira held the back of her head and their lips met. The scent of her father's manhood and his blood still lingered in the vampire's mouth, and she loved every second of this. She wanted to feel what Akira felt, taste what Akira tasted, and share everything with her lover for eternity.

Akira, while maintaining her rhythm with Eric, broke the kiss and locked her eyes onto Laura's. She knew what Laura was thinking, and she believed this was the perfect time to bring her over, since Mistress Olivia's plan was close to success.

Akira cut her tongue with her fangs, and **** another kiss on her lover. Laura was surprised at first, but she quickly began to drink whatever was flowing into her mouth. An intense heat spread through her veins. She shivered at the subtle transformation brought by the vampire blood. When their bloodied lips parted, Laura's moans grew louder as her body became more and more sensitive.

"Thank you..." Laura gave her lover a faint smile between her gasps.

"You're welcome. I want... more..." Akira quickened her riding pace, pulled Laura closer and dug her fangs into Laura's neck to taste her mortal blood one last time. When the warm blood burst across Akira's tongue, her cunt clenched tightly around Eric's throbbing shaft.

A guttural groan tore from Eric's throat as his climax approached. His heart raced crazily when he ejaculated every last drop of his semen deep inside Akira's womb, while his daughter's cooling, dying juices squirted into his mouth. His vision blurred, his body went limp, and his consciousness began to fade away.

Laura fell onto the floor. Her body was twitching, convulsing as she was undergoing the transformation. Akira just sat by her side and watched over her carefully. Mistress Olivia will be pleased, she thought with a smile.

---

Surely, Priest Simmons wouldn't know how much pleasure the Mayor was having at the moment.

Sean had a bad feeling, but he couldn't make any sense of it. It seemed like he wasn't going to reach an agreement with the Mayor today. He picked up the phone again and called home. Whatever was about to happen, he would make sure that his family was safe and happy.

"Cecil, how are you doing?" He asked immediately when the call went through.

"Oh, darling. Yeah... I'm doing... good..." His wife answered in a breathy tone. "Mrs. Graham and her daughter, Rachel, just came to visit me... You should come back to share a drink with us, too..." She sounded a little bit strange this time, like she was weak or sick, but Sean was too anxious to notice that.

"Okay..." Sean felt weird but he agreed anyway and quickly grabbed some necessities in his room.

"Good... Mm... See you at home..." Cecil hung up after that. Sean noticed that between her words there was a low moan. Did I mishear it? He shook the strange thought out of his head right after.

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Rachel Graham and her mother Linda went to visit the priest's wife, Cecil, about 10 minutes ago. The poor lady had no idea that a vampire would show up at the door in broad daylight, so she was totally unprepared when she stared at Rachel's captivating eyes long enough to fall into her grip. When the young girl's eyes turned red and fangs came out, it was too late for her.

"No... It's impossible..." Cecil tried to get up and run, but her legs didn't listen to her anymore. She collapsed back onto the sofa as her body became heavy and unresponsive.

"Don't struggle, Mrs. Simmons..." Rachel murmured as she crawled onto the sofa beside Cecil, slid one pale hand slowly up her thigh and reached the intimacy covered by the nightgown. She leaned in to press a kiss to Cecil's trembling neck, and all of a sudden, the burning pleasure came through her cold lips. She couldn't hold it anymore and bit down, piercing the flesh and stabbing the veins with her fangs.

The warm blood gushed into Rachel's waiting mouth, and she let out a soft, satisfied hum against Cecil's throat. Her free hand slipped under the hem of Cecil's nightgown and pushed the soft fabric aside to feel the heated skin beneath, as her fingers slowly stroked the already wet flesh.

Linda just sat on another sofa next to them with a wicked smile. She licked her parched lips and watched her daughter slowly claim the priest's wife. She really wished to be there, to be under Rachel's fangs. More over, she wished to know how her daughter felt when she fed on her prey.

Cecil let out feeble moans from her parted lips as the conflicting sensations of burning pleasure and spreading weakness washed over her. Her body trembled more violently under Rachel's touch, but she could no longer find the strength to push the vampire girl away.

Her mind grew hazy as the faint struggle in her chest slowly died out, leaving only the throbbing, tingling pleasure between her legs that Rachel kept stroking. Her hips twitched uncontrollably, and a weak, wordless cry slipped from her mouth as Rachel's fingers pushed into her, curling against the sensitive spot inside. Whatever was left of her mind was quickly washed away by the approaching climax.

It was at this moment that the phone rang. Rachel immediately pulled out her fangs and her finger, and hissed at the phone angrily with her bloodied fangs bared. "Answer it!" Compelled by the vampire girl, Cecil picked up the phone, tried her best to act normal and urged her husband home, while juices began to leak from her cunt. She didn't know whether Sean was strong enough to deal with the vampire. She didn't care. She didn't want this to stop.

After the brief interruption, Rachel lost the mood to feed on Cecil. "I'm still hungry." The vampire girl licked the wetness on her finger and turned her crimson gaze to her mother. Linda instantly understood and quickly undressed, then knelt before her daughter with a happy smile. Rachel grazed her mother's breast with her fangs before she bit down.

Linda gasped softly as the sharp prick of the fangs, mixed with a dizzying warmth, spread from her chest all the way down to her hips. She arched her back, pressing more of herself against Rachel's mouth, and let out a low, wanton moan that echoed through the quiet living room. Warm blood trickled down Rachel's throat, while Linda's hands tangled in her daughter's hair to hold her close as her own strength slowly drained away.

When Rachel finally pulled out her fangs with a satisfying moan, Linda collapsed onto the floor and passed out from the severe blood loss. Her heartbeat was slowing down. Her breaths were growing weaker.

"No, no, no... Mom?" Rachel realized that she must have drunk too much. She was terrified. She felt something strange deep down in her soulless heart. The fear, not that of a vampire losing a servant, but a daughter losing her mother. She shook Linda's shoulder, trying to wake her up, but it was no use. Linda was dying, and there was no other way to bring her back.

Rachel quickly bit her wrist and put the bleeding wounds over her mother's mouth. Mistress Olivia won't mind this, she thought. She had already lost her father, and she didn't want to lose her mother. She would like to keep her by her side forever.

Linda didn't react to it at first, but soon she grabbed her daughter's arm and began to drink from it ferociously. Seconds later Rachel pulled her arm back, and Linda's body started twitching. The vampire girl just smiled and watched.

"I'm not gonna let you die right now, Mrs. Simmons." Rachel then crawled back on Cecil and licked the wounds on her neck to seal them. She didn't want Cecil to lose too much blood, since her mother would need some nourishment after she came back in her new form.

Cecil moaned softly with a smile as her body trembled from the mix of sting and pleasure on her neck, and she finally squirted before she lost consciousness.

---

Surely, Priest Simmons wouldn't know how much pleasure his wife was having at the moment.

Sean grabbed his car keys and went to the garage. When he drove off, he was stopped by a truck parked right outside the church, blocking his way. He angrily beeped the horn and was about to yell at whoever the driver was.

You stepped down from the driver seat of the truck with a calm smile and walked towards the priest's car. Sean didn't even realize what was going on until Fran broke the window, dragged him out and pinned him down on the ground.

"What are you doing? What..." He gasped in horror when he saw Fran's red eyes and that pair of tiny fangs when she smiled. "You're..."

"Yes, priest." You knelt down beside him, "You're the last obstacle for Mistress to take over the city. And once you're not in the church, not on the holy ground, you're nothing. That's why you never leave the church at night, isn't it? You pathetic priest."

"How... How are you walking in sunlight?" Sean still tried to struggle, but he was easily outmatched by Fran. She leaned in to lick his face, grazed his neck with her fangs, and was ready to feast.

"It's not easy, you know. We can't stay in sunlight for too long, but there's still enough time to deal with you." You grabbed a cellphone from your pocket and gave it to the priest confidently, "Now, I'm gonna give you one last chance to call for help. Think carefully, who would you like to call?"

Sean took the phone and could only move his fingers. He didn't even hesitate. Now that a vampire infestation had been confirmed, by protocol, he needed to call the Vatican and ask for the reinforcement of vampire hunters through the internal line, which was not available on this cellphone. So he decided to call the hunters directly.

"Liam! Hey, are you there?" Sean yelled anxiously once the call went through. Liam was the leader of the elite vampire hunters in North America and one of his friends. He was the best hope he had.

No one answered him, but he heard screams and moans coming from the other side.

---

Liam slowly woke up and found himself chained up in a basement, still naked. The chains were too strong for him to break free, and he gave up after a few attempts. However, he noticed that his trousers were just lying next to him. If he tried harder, he could reach the cellphone in the pocket and call for help.

While trying, he saw that his parents were lying in the corner across the room.

"Mom? Dad? Are you alright?" He shouted aloud, but they didn't answer.

"So you're finally awake. Good." A female voice came from the darkness, sending shivers down his spine.

He recognized the voice. Helen turned on the single light bulb above him, so that he could get a better look at her. When Liam saw the face of his sister in law, he remembered everything from that night when he became a plaything of this evil vampire. How could I be so careless? He asked himself.

"Because you're arrogant. And you're wrong to fight against us. You should embrace us."Just like before, the vampire easily read his mind.

"You, vampires, are just an evil, parasitic race all connected by a hive mind. You're nothing without the humans." He refuted the statement.

"There. You see, we're elegant, powerful, united, far better than the humans. Why would you fight against us?"

"Enough bullshit. Just get it over with. What do you want with me?" He asked without fear. He had been fighting this evil for years and he knew that one day he would fall. He was not afraid of dying, because he knew that his team would keep fighting.

"Nothing, personally, but Mistress would like you to learn how wrong you were." Helen just smiled and headed to the exit.

"What do you mean?" Liam was confused, but Helen didn't answer him as she left the basement and locked the door behind him.

A few seconds later, he heard some movements. His parents in the corner were slowly sitting up. His father stood up and checked his arms and legs, while his mother began to sniff the air like an animal. Suddenly, she seemed to have smelled something and turned to his direction. In the dim light, Liam could still see that pair of red eyes in the dark.

"Liam? Oh, my boy, is that you?" Mom sounded relieved.

"Oh, no..." Liam gasped in horror.

His mother crawled towards him swiftly on all fours. She stared at his erection with a hungry look and began to salivate. Liam could clearly see the pair of fangs in his mother's mouth.

"You've grown so much... So big..." Mom slowly reached out her shaking hand towards the shaft.

"Please, Mom..." Liam almost cried at the scene, "It's me, Liam, your son! You have to control yourself!"

"I'm sorry, but I can't..." Eventually Mom grabbed her son's manhood and tasted it with her cold tongue.

The intense sensation of pleasure struck him so hard that he almost lost his composure, but he managed to stay focused. He struggled against the iron chains. The metal bit deep into his skin as he pulled with every ounce of strength he had left, but the links didn't even creak.

His father stood still behind his mother with those glowing red eyes gazing into his son's. With every step closer Dad's legs trembled, like he was resisting the urge with all the rational mind that he has left. His face was twisted by the thirst. He tried to shut his lips, to hide his fangs from his son, but that only brought hungry hisses out of his mouth.

"Dad..." Liam's throat went dry.

All the training and discipline he spent years building had crumbled away at the sight of the two people who raised him, reduced to mindless vampires that only wanted to feed on him. He could feel his mother's cold lips moving along his length, her fangs brushing softly against his skin every time she bobbed her head, and the mix of horror and unwanted sensation made him sob harder. He closed his eyes, but he could still smell the old familiar perfume his mother always wore, still hear the wet hungry sounds she made, still feel her hand gripping his hip to hold him still. The sweet juice began to spill from his manhood and he couldn't even hold it. Mom giggled, and sucked harder.

No! I'm not gonna go out like this! He took a hold of himself one last time before despair took him. He turned his head to the side and tried to reach the cellphone again. It was only less than an inch away. He believed he could make it. Almost there... He tried harder.

His father's rough, cold hand landed on his shoulder. Liam shivered and turned around, only to see his father standing next to him, leaning closer to his neck. "Such a good boy, giving your mother what she needs. Families get to share everything, don't we?" His father whispered, with his voice rough and wrong, nothing like the gentle man Liam used to know.

Liam was frightened as his psychological defence broke down. It was at this moment that the phone rang, and the vibration happened to move it slightly towards him, bridging the last gap. He grabbed the phone and quickly picked it up. At the same time, Mom bit on his abdomen, while swallowing his whole dick, and drank from his blood and cum simultaneously; Dad firmly held his head and shoulder, and bit on his neck to quench the sanguine thirst.

Liam's painful screams and lustful moans echoed in the basement, while Helen's soft, mocking laugh drifted down from the top of the stairs. Eugene came from behind and hugged his beloved wife. Helen turned around with a smile, and teased his newly grown fangs with her tongue.

"Don't worry. Your brother will be welcome in our new family." She said after giving him a passionate kiss.

"Yes... Mom and Dad will be happy. Giving birth to their son again, it'll be wonderful. I wish I were in his place." He replied with a slightly sad face. But soon he was all happy again and looked at his wife fondly. "But I'm glad that it was you, Helen. Thank you... for giving me the most precious gift." He added.

"So am I..." Helen smiled and continued their kiss.

---

Surely, Priest Simmons wouldn't know how much pleasure his vampire hunter friend was having at the moment. He was pinned on the ground and all hope was lost.

"How..."

"Mistress has set her plan in motion for months, and neither you nor the Vatican even noticed it. So much for your dedication, you profession and your faith, priest." You retrieved your cellphone from Sean's hand and hung it up.

"Uh, can I take him now?" Fran grunted at you impatiently.

"Of course, my love. Come on." You got in the driver's seat of the priest's car and checked everything, while Fran grabbed the priest and shoved him into the back seat.

The sounds of Sean's moans and Fran's gulps were the best music you'd ever heard while driving. In his last moment, Sean lost all his faith and began to curse God deep in his mind, while his body just enjoyed the unimaginable pleasure of the female vampire's cunt wrapping around his dick, and her fangs piercing his neck.

You dumped the priest's bloodless body and his car in a river and continued to head east with Fran. You have been granted the permission to scout head, to find the next settlement for your coven to feast and convert, while your minions stayed and took over Raven Harbour completely.

Your story with your eternal lover will continue in another city...